A mans ingress into the world is naked and bare,His progress through the world is trouble and care;And lastly, his egress out of the world, is nobody knows where.If we do well here, we shall do well there:I can tell you no more if I preach a whole year.2

Note 2.These lines Edwin offers as heads of a sermon. Longfellow places them in the mouth of The Cobbler of Hagenau, as a familiar tune. See The Wayside Inn, part ii. The Students Tale. [back]